I'm deep deep cleaning my room today. Like mopping my floor and dusting everything and rearannging things. And I got a new side table that looks like a stack of Oreos.

It was my moms idea to deep clean my room. Kinda gross, but I don't always aim the best when I wake up suddenly and projectile vomit into a bucket into the dark at 3AM.

Overall my moods and anxiety are better today then they have been. My appetite is crap. I'm just not hungry today. But I think things are starting to work. The med changes.

My chubby orange cat is confused by his image in the mirror.

I drank an Ensure for dinner which helped with my energy level and I got the rest of my room cleaned and my bed made. The smell is gone and the room looks pretty good.